| He was twenty-five she was twenty-eight
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| He was homegrown and she’d just pulled off the interstate
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| She bought a Dr. Pepper ten dollars worth of gas
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| She was obviously lost but too afraid to ask directions
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| So he offered her a smile
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| And a stick of Beech-Nut gum
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| He said, ''Where you headed to girl
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| Where you coming from?''
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| She said, ''New Orleans but that’s another story
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| New Orleans, that’s another time
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| That’s another town, that’s another life.''
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| First she stayed a day then she stayed a week
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| Couple of months later they were living on his parents street
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| He worked the station and she worked the store
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| And then they had a baby and then they had one more, little Jesse
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| When she dropped the kids off at the mothers day out
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| All the ladies had their questions and knew not to ask about
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| New Orleans but that’s another story
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| New Orleans, that’s another time
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| That’s another town, that’s another life
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| --- Instrumental ---
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| Wednesday night supper at the first Baptist Church
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| Stranger standing in the door way as they’re passing out the dessert
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| He said, ''Go on pack your bags, I’m here to take you home
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| I’m going back to Louisiana and woman I ain’t gonna go without you.''
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| There’s a few defining moments in every persons life
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| When you know what you’ve done wrong and you know what you’ve done right
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| And before the congregation and her husband and her kids
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| She says, ''How dare you even speak to me after everything you did in.''
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| And New Orleans that’s another story
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| New Orleans, that’s another time
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| That’s another town, that’s another life
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| New Orleans that’s another story
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| New Orleans, that’s another time
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| That’s another town, that’s another life… |